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i find myself in an old high

i find myself in an old high school. the school is huge, the building itself is square, it has 4 floors and a basement. the center of the building is open (picture the pentagon design center but with 4 sides). The building is Dark, it seems to be lit only by candles but no light source can be seen. the stairwells are located at each corner of the building and are massive built of old wood and marble steps. in my dream I am lost trying desperately to remember where my locker is. i cant remember where my locker is, I cant remember which class I am late for or where the classroom is. I know I am late and missing classes and I am panicked, running around each floor trying desperately to remember where I am supposed to be. The whole time I am aware I am not prepared for any class; no books or notebook. I have had this dream many times over the last year. I am 50 y.o. i am a Scorpio. born 10/26/1969

This is a dream that is re-occuring

This is a dream that is re-occuring to me. I am on a bus traveling with notebooks or textbooks. Usually i have a backpack but sometimes i am just carrying the books in my arms. Someone i know eventually gets on the bus. It is also finals in school, so i haven’t got much sleep. Someone asks me if i am ready for the test after they name the subject, i freak out and say i’m not in that class, or i say that i haven’t been into the class forever. I start to sweat and ask to borrow someones notes, i start to cram. The final covers the whole semester and is worth 80% of your grade in which i totally forgot. And i have to pass this class or i will not finish school. Than i awaken and try to figure out if i forgot something or what. I haven’t forgoten much but the dream still freaks me out.

It felt like a few years had

It felt like a few years had passed in the dream. We were heading our way to a sort of construction site. Again none of this will make any full sense. It was a dream. It seems as thought we hadn't seen each other in a long span of time. I didn't mind helping you out or being part of the ride. Various topics were discussed. I was there to help you move what looked like bookshelves at this site because you already had a plan in mind. So, for whatever reason, seeing I had my phone (I recognized the lockscreen's photo) I placed it unlocked on what looked like a nearby dresser; essentially freeing my hands completely to move the empty furniture. We were kicking ass until -maybe- the second shelf. Trying to see the environment around me, there was a small puddle to my left. Yet as I had missed my step, you reminded me to be careful "Don't do anything stupid." Well that advice you gave didn't last long as I had slipped into the now what seemingly transformed into a lake and I was pulled under. You reacted with haste, jumping right in. All I could think of during that process was "Really? Again with this?" My leg was trapped. You somehow got it free and pulled me to the surface. I could see myself laying there for a moment You said one word. "Yuki" Like it was perhaps a name or something you called me? My only thought I had was that it was Japanese. Nothing else was really said. I got to my feet and I grabbed my phone.

Hi, my name is James Porter!

Hi, my name is James Porter! I`m an academic writer and I`m going to change your lifes onсe and for all Most of my books were sold throughout Canada, USA, Old England and even Australia. Also I`m working with services that help people to save their nerves. People ask me "Hey, Porter, I need your professional help" and I always accept the request, `cause I know, that only I can save their time! Professional Academic Writer - Porter - SoieBiologique Confederation

So I was in this haunted museum

So I was in this haunted museum with my mom and sister I can't remember brother though. And my sister was I this the villain and my mom and I were trying to escape her. There was also a person at tge front desk. And in that museum a person died. So the settings changed and we were in the ocean swimming away from a tsunami. We reach an outside basketball court and the other side of it was Mexico even though in realitly it wasn't. I had 3 dork diary books for some reason. And we made it over the fence.

Hi guys, my name is Borat!

Hi guys, my name is Borat! I`m a professional writer and I`m going to change your lifes onсe and for all Most of my books were sold throughout Canada, USA, China and even Russia. Also I`m working with services that help people to save their time. People ask me "Please, Borat, I need your professional help " and I always accept the request, `cause I know, that only I can solve all their problems! Professional Academic Writer - Borat Obama - ByrumSocialStudies Team

I started out in my school in

I started out in my school in the maths block, it was my class and my favourite teacher, the class was chatting. The teacher handed out our books with our marks. I didn't get mine, so I asked about it and she handed it to me and I got a 3. All my friends got higher than me. We then all went to the hall where there was an arcade area and an art gallery, I felt at peace. Everyone was having fun, then the bell rung and everyone ran out. I was alone so I walked out of school and noticed that I couldn't see anyone, as I got out behind me there was a ghost, in my first dream it was a guy wearing clothes, this time it was a lady and she was completely black. I started running because I knew it was bad. The clothes I was wearing weighed me down and every time I turned around she would get closer. As I got into my driveway I noticed another girl standing there, but she wasn't evil she was just watching. The ghost got extremely close when I got in my house and locked my door. I felt at peace. In the first dream that was it, but this time her hand went through the window. I woke up in temporary pain.

In a function type room with pews,

In a function type room with pews, you sat up the front which looked like the front of a ship. Alex and Rory were there. They were saying goodbye to you as you were going on an adventure. The people sitting in pews looked like a congregation, cheering and crying for you. Rory sat in front of you and was opening an ice cream packet, you opened one and gave it to him and he did the same. It wasn't ice cream, they were fish on a stick, covered in chocolate. You and Rory hugged and then you had a gold knuckle sign that said BAD MOTHER pointed straight at me, you were laughing and didn't look at me at all. My sisters Tanya and Rachael were there. Tanya wanted to be seen so she grabbed a large white box and stood on a woman's head, then the box so she could feel seen. I climbed up the pew a bit, stretching my arms out to feel free. I felt sad. All the books were dropped all over the floor and I walked away. Jemma met me at the door and we gave each other a hug and I told her I loved her. Then she said she had never loved anyone properly her whole life. I felt said and glassy eyed again and said "I have" and started walking. We then stopped and I started to cry. "I would travel around the world twice, just to find him" I said. Two hands swept over my eyes, but just before that happened I saw Jemma smile at something behind her. The hands felt large and so did the frame standing behind me. I knew it was him, I know his hands and the feel of them on my skin. Heart pounding, I slowly turned around... Then I woke up.

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